It’s summer, bitches

The sun is out. There are mad tunes on the radio. The beach beckons. Yes, it’s time to live in your bathing suit, your togs, your swimmers. ALL. THE. FREAKING. TIME.¬†Clothes? Pffft. It’s high time we were comfortable in our own skins. When it’s hot, it’s hard to be, sure. That skin is sweaty, chafes…

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